The feeling you've done something you've never done before.
Or something like that.
I checked myself out of the hospital. Tried to at least, turns out they're not too keen on people in my 'condition' doing so without a guardian. I didn't even think that's legal, considering I'm well over 21. So I snuck out. Nothing to brag about, it was pretty easy. I had a change of clothes with me I had asked 'those people' for, which fit me. I snagged a bus over to what my driver's license says is my home, or at least was at the time of the picture.
I got off the bus, near the apartment complex. Just a few moments before I realized I didn't have any keys to work with. Well, why wouldn't I have keys available? This is just proof how all this is just a cover up, right? I walked around that place several times, looking for signs of life, of activity. Of me, even. But brick walls don't really give you a lot of clues to work with.
So I broke in, to a place I, at one time, 'lived'. There's a little fenced-in yard that I got into, and the sliding door wasn't that hard to get past, but I did have to force it. No one was in there, else I'd be writing this from the local jail.
I don't think County has wi-fi.
The pad was pretty believable. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't 'fit'. It's not part of my puzzle, but it looks like a bachelor pad.
Even has some posters on the wall of Megan Fox. Too bad she can't act. Of course now I wonder if I have a 'type' or a 'crush' on anyone. Even if I did, I guess, how can I know it's real? Why the fuck am I the star of this shitty ass Truman Show?
Not really much to say about the place, I think I'm going to raid the fridge, scour the computer and GTFO before more shit happens.